Dangerous Love

Chapter Three: You Look Like A Candy Hooker

Chapter Three: You Look Like A Candy Hooker.

Fionna's POV

I woke up with a slight headache, and a weak feeling in my bones. I pushed myself up to see cake looking down sternly at me.

"Oh." I yawned as I lazily looked over at Cake. "Good morn Cake!"

Cake shook her head and continued to glare at me.

"What?" I asked, rubbing my head in confusion.

"Where were you!?" Cake asked, throwing her paws above her head.

All the memories from last night came flooding back, turning my face crimson red. I stared at Cake, searching for something to say.

"Well?" Cake asked,annoyed.

"I...I...I um went out on a walk..." I stammered.

Cake looked at me, not believing a word I said. I sighed and hung my head. "Fine." I sighed. "Marshall took me out to a party, and we got home sorta late."

Cake gave me a surprised look. "What! Even though I said no boys?!"

I scrunched up my face. "Its not like we did anything. Marshall is my best friend. I was bored and needed to get my mind off of "The Talk" " I used air quotes to get my point across. "So he took me to a party. And I had a blast with him."

Cake shook her head disapprovingly. She looked down at my shirt. "What's with this? You look like a candy hooker! " Cake exclaimed.

My face went red again as I brought my arms over my chest. "I do not!"

"You do so." Cake hissed at me. "Why in the name of glob are you dressed like this?!"

I thought for a second about what I was going to say before I gave Cake her answer. "I...I got hot. And I didn't just wanna take off my shirt and flash everybody at the globbing party." I said, annoyed with cake.

Cake gave me a dirty look and shook her head. "Hop in the shower Fionna, and I'll see if I can find something else for you to wear."

I got up from the bed and pushed passed Cake, making my way to the shower.

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I hopped out of the shower and looked in the mirror. My long blonde hair hung past my waist line. I wrapped a towel around at and then put on a Black head band with a blood red rose. I smiled and wrapped the towel back around my body, exiting the bathroom.

I walked out to see cake had later out a bright pink shirt, probably something gumball had given me. I picked it up and walked over to the dressed, putting it back. I searched around a bit more until I found what I was looking for. It was a tee shirt Marshall had given me. It was black with the words " Bite Me"  written across it in red.

I slid on my normal skirt, socks and shoes . I made my way over to the ladder and climbed down.

I heard Cake humming some random tune as she cooked something. I jumped of the last step of the ladder, landing with a big thud. Cake turned around and looked at my outfit. She let out a small sigh and gave me a tired smile.

I smiled back and sat down at the table.

"I'm sorry baby girl, for yelling earlier. Just, you had me worried. And Marshall isn't the best roll model in Aaa."

I looked up at Cake, slightly annoyed by her last comment, but I didn't say anything about it. I just nodded my head and smiled. "Its fine, and I'm sorry for not coming home or calling you. "

Cake smiled. "Its okay sweety. "

I stood up from the table. "Well. I'm going out. To Marshall's."

Cake gave me a look, but just nodded her head. "Now don't be out to late..." Cake trailed off.

"Okay bye Cake!" I shouted as I made my way out the house.

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Marshall's POV

I strummed my hand against the guitar stings in a casual manor, not having any tune. I floated lazily over my bed, my head clouded with thoughts. Thoughts of Fionna

I shook my head. "Stop it Marsh. You're losing yourself over a girl." I whispered to myself. "Get your shit together."

I floated down, feeling my back press against the stiff mattress. I sighed and rolled over, stuffing my face into my pillow.

"UGGGH." I groaned.

Just then, I heard a knock at the door.

"Who the hell could that be?" I complained. I floated up from my place on my bed and downstairs.

I floated to the door and rested my head against it.

"Who's there?" I asked.

"Fionna!" The person chirpped on the other side.

I felt the corners of my lips tug up into a smile. I swung open the door to see Fionna. She had on the black shirt i had gotten her. Her hair was straight down and she had on a little head band.

I smiled at her. "Hey bunny."

She smiled back. "Actually, you still have my bunny hat. So i'm just Fionna today." She said, her blonde hair falling in front of her ocean blue eyes.

I lifted my hand and brushed her hair out from her eyes, causing pink to rise to her cheeks. I smiled and moved from the doorway, allowing Fi's entrance.

She walked past and plopped herself down on my couch. I floated past Fionna and into the kitchen.

As I dug through the fridge for something for Fionna, I heard rustling in the living room. I lifted up my head to see Fionna, squirming around on the couch, her face set in determination. Gosh she looked so globbin cute I just wanted to squeeze her and kiss her an-

"Woah!" I breathed silently to myself. I shook my head, my ebony hair falling into my eyes. "Fionna is like, your best friend. Best friends don't kiss!" I shook my head and pulled out a bottle of pop, slamming the door shut and floating back out to Fionna.

Fionna was upside down, her hair in a ling path halfway across the floor.

"Oh hey." She said, looking at me. She twisted her face. "You look funny."

"Probably because you're upside down." I said, smirking slightly at her.

Her cheeks flushed red and she flipped herself right side up.

I handed her the pop and sat down next to her, feeling the heat radiating from her human bod, and smelling the red blood rushing through her veins.

I shook any thought of biting Fionna from my mind and leaned over to grab the remote. I turned on the t.v. and settled next to Fi.

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A/N: Kinda a boring chapter, but what I'm really trying to do is make Marshalls feelings for fionna more apparent. Sorry if it sucked... but any way I already know what I'm doing in the next chapter so it should be up in the next few days, a week at the absolute most. Sorry for any typos. Oh! and for those who don't know pop is its soda! I've just always called it that... Anyway I love you all!

~Jazzi x3

p.s.= fiolee forever yo.

p.p.s.= I also ship phan (hints the name Pantesers) and Ashlian because Phil is shipping it hard core and she threatened to stab me if I didn't ship it too D: . But they're made for eachother so Shh.

P.P.S.S. = bye!